You made your way to the airport to see Yoongi off, you would just blend in with ARMY since you couldn't do much else without being obvious. For once you dressed up with brighter colors so he could see you, he knew to look for you. You wrapped a scarf around your neck to make sure no one saw the hickey, though they'd have no idea he was the author.

The band was in the van to the airport and Yoongi was looking rather uneasy, it was noticeable to everyone else. Taehyung was busy on his phone with his girlfriend and was the only one who didn't even know what was going on.

"We are here for you, Yoongi hyung" Jimin said with a warm smile and the older one looked at him briefly unable to even offer a half-hearted smile.

"You can talk to us, but we can't cover all aspects" Jin said and Yoongi looked over at him puzzled "but it sounded like you'll be good for quite a while" he got to the point and he blushed furiously looking away and pretending he didn't hear that last part.

Jungkook burst out laughing together with Jin and he stopped breathing as he realized that was not the end of it. They would surely bring it up every time they found suitable. At least the maknae wouldn't comment on it afraid of pissing him off.

Hobi nudged him and raised an eyebrow as he smirked. It looked like he had just learned about this and Yoongi was mortified, if they hadn't all heard you, now they were made aware. He cursed the wall separating his room from Jin's. Why did he have to have the middle room? Had Namjoon heard too? His bed is on the opposite side though.

The guys got out of the van one by one as the flashes blinded them and the screams from the fans stunned them. It only lasted a couple of seconds for them to adjust, but it was always an overwhelming feeling to go from silence to everything at once when they left the car.

Yoongi had put on sunglasses to be able to look around without looking too obvious. They waved to the fans and press as they made their way inside the airport. The bodyguards made sure no one was out of line or too close to them or the staff that joined them.

So far he hadn't been able to locate you and was feeling a little anxious. There were way too many people, what if he didn't manage to see you at least for a few seconds? He swallowed at the upsetting thought.

One by one the members checked in their luggage that was brought behind them and their carriers, sorting out the check-in to go into the security check point. Yoongi looked around one last time before heading to the upper floor.

He couldn't do much more than that without anyone noticing. He sighed frustrated as he looked down from the moving escalator, waving absentmindedly as he looked in between ARMY from above.

When they were approaching the entrance to the security area, he looked to the left as he heard your familiar scream together with the fans'. Same one as the one he heard the day of their comeback. He smiled widely when he spotted your neon yellow top, it was certainly easy to see, but hard on the eyes.

"His gummy smile!" a girl that didn't look older than sixteen screeched next to you and you felt like you'd gone deaf in that ear momentarily.

"Look, my husband is so hot!" another one that looked even younger said pointing at Yoongi and you had to hold back your laugh. You wish, little girl, you wish, you thought to yourself.

"Hey! He was in my bed this morning, are you sure?" a third one of questionable legal age shouted back and you looked over at her with wide eyes. Wow, these thirsty kids, they are a decade younger than him or more, you thought surprised. And actually, I was in his bed, you smirked smugly at your thought. Were you really affected by a bunch of teenagers?

Wasting no more time you shut out the screams and paid attention to the members again looking for Yoongi. He smirked when you made eye contact. He was so close but you couldn't go to him and kiss him one last time. Your heart ached dreading the moment he would cross the security doors into the passengers' area.

Yoongi could see your furrowed eyebrows, you were definitely upset. He cursed internally, this separation was hurting him too. "Yoongi-yah" Namjoon said and he looked back at him who was standing in front of him in the line. The older one noticed he was next. So soon, seriously? His heart dropped and he quickly glanced back at you as he stepped closer to the employee.

He handed his papers to the man and as he checked them, he looked back at you and mouthed something knowing you had better sight than he did. Your eyes widened and you gawked at him. They ignited with a violent fire and Yoongi saw you move through the crowd to get closer to the barrier. Shit, he thought alarmed.

Now that you were closer, he noticed your burning glare as he was about to walk inside. A lump formed in his throat and he gulped hard. I've screwed up so bad, he thought panicking. His heart had felt so heavy he had let the words out without giving it a second thought. He was pulled in by Jungkook as he had frozen in place.

Only a few steps in, as the doors closed behind him, his phone buzzed in the back pocket of his pants and he pulled it out immediately. "What was that about??" you messaged him with an overwhelming amount of angry emojis, but this time he didn't find your being extra funny or cute.

"I meant it" he replied quickly hoping you hadn't thought he just threw it out there.

"Couldn't you have told me this morning??" you were still mad.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking" he was desperate, this trip couldn't start with you being pissed off at him.

"You be a man, Min Yoongi, and come tell me face to face" you typed furiously.

When he read your message he cursed "I can't, you know I can't now that I'm on this side."

"Guess what? Not my problem" you answered not caring one bit and put your phone away not wanting a no for an answer.

Yoongi cursed under his breath repeatedly and Namjoon noticed how anxious he got. With furrowed eyebrows he put his hand on his shoulder. "What's wrong?" he whispered covering his mouth casually.

"I need to get out" the older one said and Joon's eyes widened.

"What? Why?" he replied worried.

"I fucked up, Namjoon-ah" Yoongi replied looking around trying to figure out how to do this.

"Your girlfriend? You can't just go out there again" the leader tried to reason with him, but he wasn't paying attention and he wasn't gonna listen to him. He turned to look for Jin and walked up to him.

Yoongi observed as the eldest's expression went from relaxed to exasperated as Namjoon talked and he swallowed, but he'd put up with it, he had to get to you. Jin approached Yoongi calmly with a deceitful smile that only fooled the people around them.

"What have you done, punk??" he whispered harshly as he ran his hand through his mouth trying to hide his lips.

"I just need to see my girlfriend for a minute, it won't be long" Yoongi begged.

"You're so whipped, gosh, Yoongi-yah" he exclaimed as he covered his mouth and laughed airily. He had never seen him looking so helpless. He patted his back in sympathy and walked away.

The younger one followed him with his eyes carefully wondering what he was doing. Jin approached one of the security men and told them something. They nodded and a woman left their station when the man signaled to her. His band mate walked back to him and he waited impatiently.

"They'll bring the girl with the obnoxious neon yellow top in and tell her to go into one of the rooms where they check the suspicious suitcases" the eldest explained looking down and Yoongi ignored his choice of words and nodded thankfully.

"How did she manage this in months when we haven't been able to in years?" Jin couldn't help but laugh again slapping his shoulder amused. He went back to his place further up the line as Namjoon left it, walking back and following Yoongi's eyes.

You were being escorted by the security lady and looking straight ahead as you should not to raise any suspicions. That had to be positive, right? Yoongi thought, if you hated his guts you wouldn't be afraid to pierce through his skull with your glare.

As soon as you turned around the corner, the man that had talked to Jin came towards him and signaled for him to follow. He left his carrier under Namjoon's care and walked after him, hiding his sweaty and shaky hands in his pockets.

Yoongi entered the small room as the door was opened and closed behind him. His first reaction before saying a word was to look around and check there were no security cameras. When he went to look at you he was sharply struck on the face.

"How dare you?? You're about to leave for nine whole months" you spat out in between tears as he massaged his sore cheek shocked once again about your strength. His sunglasses had flown off his face.

"We can't just do this, you know?" he dared talk back whispering harshly, his cheek was bright red and the mark of your hand was slowly starting to fade. He bent to quickly pick up his glasses without looking away.

"You just did it, Yoongi. Now say it" you said suddenly calm and unfazed, crossing your arms over your chest waiting for him.

The words got caught in his throat, he was not ready to utter them. Your eyes were fixed on his, you knew he didn't just say these things. You knew when he did talk he was serious though and he was going to have to get the sentence out if he wanted to take that plane. You gave him his time, but you were certain he wasn't walking out of this.

He mumbled something unintelligible under his breath and you hummed. "What?" you said, you didn't understand, but you knew he was trying.

Yoongi brought his hands to his forehead and ran them back and across his hair. "Aaagh, why are you doing this?" he yelled and whined like a child who doesn't want to apologize when their mother tells them they have to make their wrongs right.

"Do you, Yoongi?" you asked softly but still firm.

"Yes, I do" he said in an almost inaudible voice, still looking down at his arms folded over his head, but he was sure of what he said.

"Then there should be no problem saying it with me right here, where I can actually hear you" you offered an encouraging smile as you softened. He flinched when you went to stroke his cheek so he'd look at you. You held back your laugh.

He looked back up and into your eyes. His were wide and his pupils were dilated with fear, but yours were sparkling and your expression was tender, yet expectant. Yoongi was terrified, however the tightness in his chest eased at the sight. He dropped his arms to his sides surrendering.

Yoongi took a step closer to you and gently put his hands on your waist as his nervous breathing warmed your lips. "I love you" he breathed out shakily in a whisper. You cupped his other cheek and held him close.

"I love you too, Yoongi" you confirmed his words. His eyes were shut tight and his chest was agitated. You chuckled "take a deep breath" you said. He took a step back and held his hand to his chest as he bent forward slightly and tried to catch his breath. "Don't die, your fans await" you added in between giggles and he glared at you as he inhaled.

He finally straightened himself and crashed his lips on yours, kissing you passionately, but urgently. Pulling back he talked "I have to go, I love you so much" he kissed you again and continued "please wait for my return."

"Mm, I'll think about it" you smiled amused and kissed him full on the lips to wipe his glare off. "I love you more, of course I'll look forward to it" you said sweetly and he grinned relieved.

Next thing you knew was he had walked out and you were standing alone feeling like your heart was about to crumble. Why did I have to fall in love with an idol? Why couldn't he be a model? You thought distraught.

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